If I really am a character in a game… who's controlling me?
Would they be able to do things to me?
The more the Lady thought about it, the more her body trembled. Fear filled her eyes.
"What's wrong?"
Han Feng looked at her with mild confusion.
Not possible, right? It's just a game — nothing to panic about. Or does she have some kind of game-phobia?
Hearing Han Feng's casual question, the Lady snapped back to herself.
Right — Han Feng was here. He's so powerful, he even produced this LoL game reward. He must know something!
She hurried forward. "Boss Han, do you think it's possible? Could we actually be characters in a game?"
Han Feng was taken aback for a second. Well, damn — she noticed? Was this an NPC developing self-awareness?
He quickly thought it through and realized what likely happened: his earlier explanation linking Legends of Runeterra and LoL had sparked her imagination. Seeing her visibly shaken, he asked calmly, "Do you feel like you're awake? Do you feel controlled?"
"No… I don't feel controlled," she answered after a moment.
"Then that's enough." Han Feng smiled. In his view, even if the people of Teyvat originated from game characters, this world had already become independent. It had diverged far away from the game. Since he'd appeared, many paths had changed entirely. There's no point spiraling.
The Lady pondered, then nodded slowly. She'd understood his point — he'd answered from a different angle, and that meant something. As long as she wasn't being puppet-controlled, she was fine.
Calmer now, she glanced down at the card in her hand. "By the way, Boss Han — how do I use this card?"
"Pick the spot you want to place it, then silently will it," Han Feng explained.
"Like that?" she repeated, thoughtful. Then she looked up. "Could I place it in the manga shop?"
She'd rather not haul ten gaming rigs around herself — and she certainly wasn't going to play with the Fatui. Putting the setup in Han Feng's shop would let her play with him, draw customers to the store, and make a favorable impression. Her mental abacus clicked.
Han Feng saw through her motives but didn't refuse. A LoL corner would attract people, so he pointed to an empty area in the shop — a space left after the last store upgrade. Perfect.
"Go ahead, put it there," he said, guiding her.
"Use!" she whispered, focusing.
The card flashed, then scattered into starlight that filled the corner. When the light faded, ten fully equipped computers and matching sofas appeared — five on each side — like a high-end internet café. No worries about electricity or connectivity; the system handled it.
"Brother Han Feng, what's all this?" Klee came running over at the commotion, eyes shining.
"It's for playing games. I'll show you," Han Feng said with a smile. He sat on a sofa, booted a machine, and opened LoL.
"After entering the game, choose your champion — like this big Garen — then confirm and wait," he narrated while operating. To demonstrate, he picked an AI opponent.
Two pairs of curious eyes — one bigger, one tiny — leaned in without blinking. The novelty was magnetic.
Once in the match, Han Feng explained, "You last-hit minions to earn gold, buy items to get stronger, learn skills, and then… team fights and kills." He used Garen in the brush to bait and killed the dummy AI, then played a while longer, explaining mechanics until both of them fully understood.
"Wow, this game is so fun!" Klee gushed, eyes sparkling. She'd found a new kind of entertainment.
"It's interesting," the Lady nodded. The match mechanics were simple but required thinking about gold, items, and skills — a skillful challenge.
"Big sis, wanna play with me?" Klee asked the Lady, hopeful.
"Me?" the Lady blinked. Wait, what? She's a Fatui Executioner; Klee's from the Knights. Still — if she can't crush them in reality, doing it in a game might be fun. The thought of crushing an opponent in-game and watching them sulk made her smile inwardly. She agreed without hesitation.
"Sure. I'll play you one game." Klee leapt onto the opposite sofa, and the two started a solo face-off.
They entered champion select. All champions were available.
"What should I pick?" the Lady frowned, overwhelmed by choices. She hadn't played before; the manga focused on background stories, not skills.
"Forget it. Pick Garen — follow Brother Han!" Klee decided quickly.
The Lady clicked and chose the burly man, assuming that if Han Feng picked him, the champion must be strong.
Han Feng would have rolled his eyes — he'd picked Garen because the kit was simple and easy to show, not because of any meta reasoning.
Klee, meanwhile, picked Ziggs without hesitation. "Heh heh, Ziggs' bombs are so powerful — that champ gotta be good!" she thought, confident.
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